Tomorrow is filled with dust
 

Tomorrow is filled with dust'

our past lies under crisp neat plastic
our hopeless smiles and our broken trust
memories and feelings covered in dust
you didn’t want to seem drastic
just wait till the moment had passed us

but I was garbage
lifted in a rise
caught a disease
When you coughed up your lies

And in a spare room I can see
Every move that you make
And every trophy you take
It screams a picture of me
Every time that you wake

And im not a ****up
Just a notch in the wall
The devil opened his arms
As I started to fall

thankyou. and if you like my ****, i got some new **** on my myspace http://www.myspace.com/jacksomer

I like the ending best.

*listening to new song*